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Submitted to Contest #84
Wait Until Tomorrow The door slowly closed before him, sliding down from the domed ceiling. The din of the screaming fans, the echo of the brass band blaring God Bless America, the girls screaming “We love you, John,” began to recede. A few scattered pieces of red, white and blue confetti flew under the falling door. Pritchard saluted from the podium, his smiling face and shiny top hat the last things John saw as the door slid shut. A small hiss indicated that the vacuum seal had engaged. “Goodbye cruel world, see you in three hundred a...
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